Nocturnal Wonderland

Today:
Solidify thesis question further, do the supporting research and decide where I'm going with this. Straighten out my intended methodology and the boundaries of my research. Basically, come up with a thesis proposal (that thing that was due last week that I couldn't do because I didn't even have a question yet) and refine it into something that can hold water and has the appropriate depth to expand into a 35-40 page paper. Prep a 10 minute presentation with handout and possibly a power point (more work, but might help my nerves in the end), explaining my proposal. So, more reading and thinking than is physically possible in the amount of time I have.

Tonight:
Present said thesis proposal to the faculty of my department and collected majors. Be ready to answer questions and get feedback. Don't crack under pressure and dissolve into blubbering puddle as that is not conducive to convincing them I know what I'm doing.

Later Tonight:
Have a good cry to get it out of my system. Research other interpreters of the Persephone myth and examine their deeper understandings of mythology. Pick which interpreters I'll use for my final project, and decide where I'm going with that as well. Write summary of my final project and turn it into a 7 minute presentation.

Tomorrow:
Present summary of my final project in class. Be ready to answer questions and get feedback.

Later Tomorrow:
Do linguistics homework.
Start writing draft of final myth project and do any additional reading that is necessary.
Do more thesis research and think about the feedback received on my presentation. Collect at least 2 more sources - write annotated bibliography entry for them

Wednesday:
Work on draft of final project. Finish at least 5 pages.
Work on thesis proposal, do more research, refine idea further, read through at least 4 more sources and do annotated bib entries for them.

Thursday:
Work on draft of final project. At least 5 more rough pages.
Turn in linguistics homework

Friday:
Finish and turn in rough draft of final project - very rough 15-20 pages, or as much of that as I can get.
Cry.

Saturday:
Work on final draft of thesis proposal. Must have very clear idea of what I'm doing by this point. Work out any problems, fill in any holes. Research research research. Think think think. Write rough draft of final draft since rough draft doesn't really exist other than presentation prep, or work on refining presentation prep into an actual draft.

Sunday:
Refine thesis proposal draft towards a final draft. More research and thinking. Read through and make annotated bib entries for the rest of my sources so far - should have at least 15, closer to 20 would be better.
Work on draft of final myth project some more. Flesh it out and refine it to something more coherent and orderly.

Monday:
Finish writing and polishing final draft of thesis proposal, tying up any loose ends. Put together annotated bibliography. Turn in final draft of thesis proposal - 5-7 pages with annotated bib.
Cry.
Work more on draft of final myth project.

Tuesday:
Finish draft of final myth project. Fill holes, clarify or dig deeper into interpreter's argument, at least deep enough to support my overall point/ argument. Should probably have that solidified by now too.
Turn in more fleshed out/ polished 15-20 page draft of final myth project.
Eat. Sleep.

Wednesday:
Start studying for linguistics final.

I don't know when I'll be getting my draft of my final myth project back, but whenever that is I'll start on the final draft.

Final draft of final myth project and linguistics final exam due by the end of exam period.

Dream last night: awake during multiple surgery attempts. Yeah. Fuck.

Yesterday: lost my belly button ring. It meant the world to me. It was a gift from Tom, it was a spontaneous decision to dive in and face my fears, and I'd made it out just fine. It was a major accomplishment. I took care of it diligently for the required 9 months, though I had been slacking recently, and I feel horrible about that. I had just promised myself I would be better about it, then accidentally wore a shirt that was too tight the day before and now it's gone. I'm very upset... The shock has worn off and now I'm just depressed. I know I can get it redone, but that piercing specifically was important. I held it together through the evening and cried after everyone was asleep. Getting it redone is going to be harder because of a picture of a different piercing that I accidently saw recently. Worst possible piercing I could have looked at, I can't even tell you what it is, but I will say it was below the belt. Most of those don't bother me at all, but this one was horrible. I think I can still do it though. I really want it back. Tom was wonderfully sweet running to HT and getting a new barbell so we could try to put something back in. He did his best, but it was closed. I have no idea when I lost it. It wasn't in my bed or my room. I'd also been on 2 trains, in 30th street, my advisor's office, the library, my Mum's apartment, and in between. It will be preeeetty awkward if it came out in my advisor's office. I don't think it could have though, since we were just sitting and talking about my thesis.

On the bright side, JULIA IS HERE!! She's been one of my best friends since we were in kindergarden. She's at an acting conservatory in NYC and couldn't fly home for Thanksgiving, so she's here with us :D We all went out to dinner with Tom at Kildare's last night which was fantastic. We got to sit in the bed booth!! I've always wanted to sit there. And there was live music that was pretty good - they played Flogging Molly - and Tom knew someone in the band, which was cool. Then he took Julia and I out for video games and to see The Men Who Stare At Goats which was AWESOME. It's hilarious. So many Jedi jokes... the sound cut out for a very important 5 minutes at the climax of the movie so we got free readmission tickets. I scared Tom again with the safari hunting game - headshots, dropping several bulls in a row, a lion, getting all 5 ostriches one right after the other... I would never go hunting in real life, I couldn't harm anything other than a flea, I just like practicing my aim ^.^

I would so buy this. Along with several others I've designed. But this one first.





Why yes, that is Latin on a teal leather collar. Roughly "divinity is in this place", "there is a presence here", "there is divinity in it" :)

Turns out I do have a picture of my Queen Amidala costume. I was in 7th grade so my Mum did most of the sewing on the gown (I was still learning ^.^ ), but it was a team effort between my Dad and I to make the wig.










There are also some hilarious pictures from freshman year. Including how I decorated my first dorm room lol.

http://www.moma.org/visit/calendar/exhibitions/313

Tim Burton exhibit at MoMA. I might actually be inspired to check out that museum now.

Also, Nathan Fillion will be there this Sunday.

Back from Star Wars In Concert. IT WAS EPIC. I took 50bagillion pictures of the Queen Amidala dress and headdress that I replicated (with parents' help) in 7th grade (sorry, no pictures online yet), and am sorely tempted to make a version 2.0 of the dress and brush-up the headdress a bit - mostly adding more hair to the back. Looking at the real one up close, and looking at mine, I realized something. Mine is pretty damn good. Please pardon the bragging, but it's true.

This is the one I'm talking about, by the way:




The concert was AMAZING. The lighting was fantastic, the music, as always, was beautiful, and the videos they put together were very cool. Also, I love Anthony Daniels so freaking much. He was in all 6 movies, and really seems to love them. He was the perfect narrator, along with some pre-recorded introductions and comments from James Earl Jones as Darth Vader - calling C-3PO a traitor and such, and telling the audience to enjoy various Imperial... things, I forget what exactly. When it came to the Droids song, Anthony Daniels started the introduction and then went off on a mini-rant glorifying C-3PO. Although, the best surprise was probably his introduction to the Narrow Escapes song. He shifted from introduction to delivering C-3PO's line about the odds of successfully navigating an asteroid field seamlessly. Also, the second before delivering the line, he unbuttoned his black formal jacket (he was wearing that, black slacks, a black button down shirt and black bow-tie), to reveal... a shiny gold waistcoat. It was fantastic. He imitated C-3PO's movements during the line and for a moment afterwards. He stopped right before stating "However, some people prefer to never be told the odds." There was much squee-ing. Amazing, pure amazing. Of course, they got a standing ovation at the end. Anthony Daniels came back and said it sounded like we weren't ready to go home yet, and the orchestra played an encore of the Imperial March. It was so freakin' cool!! Also, after the main Star Wars theme that they played at the very beginning to open it, they played my favorite, the best song ever - Duel of the Fates. With a live choir. Epic doesn't even begin to describe it. When I was younger I could play it on the flute. I was determined to learn it or pass out trying (you try finding a place to breathe in those high fast parts). With some practice I could probably still play it, assuming this cough will go away eventually. At one point, Anthony Daniels had just finished introducing a song about the courage and heroics of the Rebel Alliance, and I turned to Tom and told him it was "time for some thrilling heroics." That's right, I can achieve multiple geekgasms. Also, pyrotechnics for the WIN! And a laser show that was perfectly timed, and amazing! They kind of replicated the Death Star's primary weapon at one point.

Here's an article with pictures from the show and a playlist --> http://starwarsblog.starwars.com/index.php/2009/10/02/star-wars-in-concert-opens/

It always warms my heart to see a concert venue lit by lightsabers instead of lighters. This and the Tenacious D concert at Comic Con are the only places I've seen it happen. They were even selling pocket-sized lightsabers and half-sized lightsabers there for that reason. I kind of wish I'd gotten one for my buddy Billy as a late b-day present, but I was so excited about getting a t-shirt (Princess Leia holding a flute instead of a blaster), that I forgot. I am totally wearing my t-shirt to classes on Tuesday. The t-shirts and hoodies were really cool. Boba Fett's helmet made out of musical notes. Vader's helmet made out of musical instruments. And I still kind of want the hoodie that was grey and had a pink picture of Princess Leia with a bass on it lol. I love my t-shirt though <3 <3 <3

Tom was very sweet about my bouncing in my seat and squee-ing all the time. I contained myself while we were walking around looking at the costumes and other parts of the exhibit because it was crowded and I didn't want to bump into anyone. Once we got to the parking lot though, the bouncing turned to jumping and spazzing ^.^;; He just laughed and gave me a hug, and made a spot for me to do it safely between him and his car lol. Also possibly so I wouldn't be seen having a full on geekgasm by quite so many people. I ended up dressed pretty gothy for the concert, and I'm not sure how that happened - black and purple bondage pants, teal tank top, and black pinstriped jacket, plus the hair. It probably just made the effect of me utterly fangirl-ing even funnier.




Also, funnel cake!!!

And a huge thank you to my Mom for the amazing Christmas present XD

http://www.wtop.com/?nid=456&sid=1809207

Muggers held up a student at gunpoint on Tuesday. When they found his military ID they returned his stuff, apologized, thanked him, and gave him a fist-bump.

Happy Veterans Day to the active and former military that I know - Tom, Jose, Dan, Steve, Jeff, Jake, Wes, Nick, Cosmo, Bryan, Billy, Holly, Zach and the metric crap ton of other Navy personnel that I've met ((... plus those two Marines that Liz and I turned down during Comic Con that one time, lolz. "At least my rice won't reject me." - pouty Marine eating dinner))

And to all active and former military, especially veterans, and their families. I'm thinking of you, and thank you.

Three major assignments due Monday. Crap.

I never thought I'd really find myself liking a show like America's Next Top Model this much... but it's really good this season. They're doing a competition for short models, which is super cool. I like the girls competing, the challenges have been really cool (ballet boots and horses!!), and their house is amazing and I want to go explore lol. Some of their outfits and accessories are fan-fucking-tastic to boot.

Also, I knew Tyra was pretty cool (not to mention gorgeous), but there's more... she's really dorky lol and I kind of love her. So is Miss Jay. They're amazing.

The photo shoots they've been doing have been awesome and inspiring, and remind me of how much I really love taking pictures and loved my senior photo shoot in high school lol. Yeah I'm shy, but I love photo shoots - as my dear friend Adrienne knows very well (not that she reads this :P ). We did some fun ones in high school. It's an aspect of creativity that I don't get to explore very often, but I wish I did. I don't think I'd want to be a model... I mean, if the outfits and set and whole thing was awesome, then sure, but I just like the creative part and getting to take pretty pictures and stuff lol.

I also thought the first two episodes were very interesting. Quite a few of the models had abuse in their past, and they are some of the strongest and most beautiful. Somehow those discussions in their panel interviews made me like Tyra more too, I'm not sure why.

Anywho, it's awesome.

Also, a couple of the younger trick-or-treaters tonight called me "Mrs. Ballerina". Yes, I dressed up like a ballerina princess for dorm trick or treat, pointe shoes and all. I'm a dork. I made a friend too ^.^ one of the girls that called me Mrs. Ballerina was also named Crystal, so we bonded. She was a sweetie. And so polite! She said "It's nice to meet you Crystal" with the biggest smile, and her brother? also said something similar (can't remember if it was Crystal or Mrs. Ballerina lol). Either way, they were so adorable and polite and... they called me Mrs. Ballerina! Sorry, I'll get over that eventually, maybe, it was just so cute.

Long night of homework ahead, I should get to work.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20091010/us_nm/us_usa_kidnap

Also, what the hell is his wife doing?

http://community.livejournal.com/ohnotheydidnt/39849010.html
"These Ain't Ya Mama's Disney Princes!
Remember those handsome, animated, Disney Princes you used to crush on when you were little? Here they are, back in full force and all sexed up in nothin but undies!"

I must say the Troy drawing kind of freaked me out... and Tarzan's pants are becoming an illusion...

One that isn't up there is the drawing of Sitka which I rather like.
http://davidkawena.deviantart.com/gallery/#Disney-Heroes

So, raise your hand if you're uncomfortable!

http://mawrter.urbanup.com/1930568

Also, yesterday I broke 2 arrows in archery making otherwise near-impossible shots mostly by accident. The first shot was on purpose since I was aiming for a tight grouping... but I didn't intend to shoot the tip off my previous arrow. You know how the targets we have sometimes don't hold the arrows entirely (either because it didn't hit hard enough, or it just didn't feel like it lol), so they flop down and kind of hang down against the target instead of sticking out of it? Well, my first shot did that. My second arrow struck the shaft of the first one about 2-3 inches below the point, breaking it into 2 pieces, and then stuck in the target. If you held the pieces together, you could see the round indentation where the second arrow had hit it.

The second break was completely ridiculous. I have no idea how I managed to hit the metal hook of the stand that comes down over the very top of the target to hold it in place, but I did. This thing is about 2-3 inches long, and less than an inch wide. The arrow kind of exploded... the front half flew up in the air and then landed right in front of the target, the back half splintered into two pieces length-wise that also flew up in the air with one piece landing a few feet behind the target, and the other piece flying up in an arc and landing 12-15 feet diagonally behind the target. wtf.

I guess the shots themselves were awesome, but I'm really bummed that I broke two arrows. I don't like breaking things, especially pretty things like arrows. I also found a third broken arrow that had been shot underneath the grass and crushed, it had been there for a while. I felt bad for that one too - not guilty, actually sorry for the arrow. I'm crazy, we know this. Anyway, it made me a little uneasy all day because I had this weird feeling that it meant something. I can't tell if it was good or bad luck. I think I also felt weird because I didn't know how to feel about the shots. They were amazing, but destructive. The other girls in my group thought it was pretty cool, as did coach, so that was cool. I was so nervous about shooting for the rest of class though.

On a slightly different, but related note (yay drunken archery lol), Ren Faire was so much fun! Pictures are on Facebook.

Yesterday, my linguistics professor taught us about infixes in English. An infix is like a suffix or a prefix, but in the middle of a word instead of at the end or beginning. There are no proper English infixes - none that are permissible in formal speech or writing... but we do use them.

Think about it... what do we stick in the middle of words for emphasis?

That's right, he taught us how to correctly use -fuckin-.

Up on the two huge projector screens in the auditorium. Not -freakin-, not -frickin-, -fuckin-. This guy is amazing.

"I guarantee your elementary school grammar teachers didn't tell you how to properly use -fuckin-." -Jason (linguistics professor of chill and awesome)

No, no they did not. But you just did and I kind of love you for it.



My two favorites are fan-fuckin-tastic (compliments of Priest), and di-fuckin-versity (complements of Alice :D). Though I wonder if I could ever work defene-fuckin-stration into a conversation...

So, I've been listening to Basshunter Radio on Pandora for the last like... all day. And suddenly, out of nowhere, "Lux Aeterna" comes on. On Basshunter Radio... wtf o.o? Also, creeeeeepy.

If you remember the character Twitty from "Even Stevens" on the Disney channel, or just remember A.J. Trauth from something else, go to hulu.com and watch the episode of Bones called "Mayhem on a Cross". lolz. Not a bad look, my boy, not bad.

All the episodes they have up right now are fantastic. I wish I could watch more, but they only have five. May have to invest. Also may have to invest in NCIS. All the season 6 episodes are gone! I didn't get to finish that season entirely, I think I was 2 episodes short and it was pretty epic. Season 7 started tonight *SQUEE* but I can't watch it until I see the end of season 6! *bounces impatiently* I've searched everywhere online and I can't find them anywhere >.<

My hair is now more of a bright pastel green with hints of blue. I like it. Other people seem to as well as I still get comments on it. My favorite was a girl at Fall Frolic who said she had never seen anyone with hair quite that color. That makes two of us lol.

I was sadder than usual today about the passing of Summer. This is odd since Mabon is a celebration of the harvest and the last big festival before Winter. I dunno, I guess I just feel like I didn't do as much as I would have liked to in the past season (mostly not going out and to the beach at home, or going outside much when I was back in PA). I did a lot of crocheting, but I didn't engage in many other creative pursuits like I'd hoped to. My creative drive has been incredibly stifled since I came to BMC and it makes me sad. I had a fantastic time in my Bookbinding class last semester, and I may look into another similar class this semester. And there is the massive Sailor Moon cosplay. I just wish I had more time to follow my own creative whims like I used to. At home, my house was often covered in bags of fabric and half-finished costumes, boxes of paints pushed under the coffee table for easy access and a stack of canvases ready to go, some half finished, sometimes 2 done in one day. I had sketchbooks all over the place, usually 2 or 3 going at once, and I almost always had one with me. My class notes and homework were covered in doodles and sometimes scraps of poetry written in runes so no one but me could know. The windows in the family room used to be covered in poetry that I'd write with a dry erase marker when I didn't have time to find a more permanent spot. I miss that. I still dream up projects in my mind, but I have to file them away. I haven't sat down to draw in a very long time. I tried recently and I didn't know what to do.

I'm just always pressed for time now. The atmosphere at Bryn Mawr is fantastic for inspiration, but the academic pressure isn't. I feel like I'm running out of time here. My only creative outlet is decorating my room and what outfits I put together. I love interior decorating, so I'm more than happy to throw myself entirely into that, I just miss the more traditional stuff sometimes. My room is coming together slowly but surely. It isn't quite as fanciful as last year. At least not yet. It has an over-all concept that ties it together, but it is also growing more organically, bit by bit. I didn't come in with it all planned in my head like last year. The concept expresses itself in more subtle ways than I usually do. It isn't quite as theatrical (at least not yet).

Concept:
Alice in Wonderland (anyone surprised?)

Mantle: Mad Tea Party
Bed Area: Alice grows in size
Desk: Painting the Roses Red
Window Seat: Caterpillar

The window seat will probably be the most fanciful part. I also don't have as much fabric hanging up yet as I usually do, and significantly more posters and pictures than I usually do.


On a funny note that I meant to post a couple weeks ago. I've never seen 30 girls snap to attention as fast as I did in the first night of Ballet II. Everyone was standing around listening to the instructor/ chilling when the pianist started playing and caught them off guard. It was like an ingrained movement (which it really is) or twitch it happened so fast. Like when normal people hear a sudden noise and jump, it was like that but all together and with a different outcome. All at once they stepped to first position and straightened their posture. It was rather amazing to see.

Anywho, I'm going to try to cheer myself up appropriately for Mabon, and then get back to work lol.

Discussing the Disney version of Hercules with Professor Edmonds (my super-awesome Major Advisor) is incredibly entertaining. I don't know what drugs Disney was collectively smoking/ dropping, but holy crap. I love the movie as a humorous look at the mythology and ancient world, but there are some things that are disturbing about it now that I know more Greek mythology/ the real, non-fluffy version.

There is SO MUCH wrong with that movie, I'm not entirely sure where to start. Actually, let me start by saying that I understand it is a children's movie (though why you would make a children's movie about Hercules is completely beyond me), and that Disney takes the "ick" out of fairy tales and legends that it turns into movies. I will rant about the inaccuracies in a minute, but they not only took things out, they put things in that had no business being in that movie or any Disney movie.

If you have a child see "Cinderella" and then later on ask them to tell you the story, in a middle school or high school class for example, he or she will get the story correct. Their account would be lacking in brutal details, but that's fine. If a teacher asked a student to tell the story of Hercules and all they have is the Disney movie, said teacher will probably be compelled to slam his or her head against the wall repeatedly. Yes, Hercules had to perform feats of heroic strength and defeat monsters as part of his assigned labors. Do you know why he had to perform those labors? Because he slaughtered his wife (Megara. Yeah, the one he saves in the movie) and children, in an insane rage sent by Hera. Keep in mind, guns don't exist yet. The chosen weapon of Hercules was a club, to give you an example of his fighting style. How brutal do you think those murders were?

I don't even know why you would make a movie about Hercules to begin with. He was the biggest douche bag to ever appear in Greek mythology... or anywhere really. He was a horrible, awful person that happened to be the son of Zeus and possessed super strength (at the clear expense of his brain). He was glorified in the ancient world in Hero Cults. I don't mean to say crazed fans and admirers, I mean religious cult worship, often said to be established by him. He was glorified in that there were myths written about him, and he was admired for his great strength, and his... strength, and um... yeah, that's it. He was a perma-drunk, over-sexed, misogynistic mass murderer and rapist. (As a side note, unless specified to the contrary, when a god or hero sleeps with a woman in Greek mythology, its generally accepted to have been rape.)

For example, he once competed in an archery contest hoping to win the prize of marrying the king's daughter (the fact that you're in a different kingdom means your existing marriage doesn't count, right?). He did win, but her father refused. Hercules later returned to the city and conquered it. He found the princess and ordered her to beg him to take her. She refused, obviously. So, he threatened to kill her parents unless she begged him to kidnap her, rape her repeatedly, and make her a slave in his house under the watchful eye of his wife. She refused again. He murdered her parents in front of her. Then, when she was his by force, he couldn't be bothered to spend time with her. He didn't take her with him, didn't make use of her then, he didn't take her back to his home, he made a slave do it. After all that. Like a child who throws a tantrum to get a toy and then once he gets it, doesn't feel like playing with it. He also mutilated a group of heralds he passed on the road because he didn't like the terms (collecting cattle as tribute) of the treaty they were on their way to collect.

Clearly, I'm not a fan.

Beyond the fact that he's awful and Disney should have nothing to do with him, ever, they don't even do the story right. Disney does wicked step-mothers very well. The whole Hercules story is supposed to revolve around a wicked step-mother. But Disney didn't do it. Why not???? Since Disney doesn't care about complete accuracy with the mythology, I don't see why they couldn't have magically inserted a legitimate mortal wife that died (to avoid that whole bastard thing) before he married Hera. They magically inserted Pegasus after all.

Also, Megara, wtf?! In the myth she's Hercules' wife and he murders her (by most accounts) and their children, so... oh, let's make her betray him and make her a semi-villain for a bit! Yeah, that's not horrible.

The Moirai (The Fates - Clotho, Lachesis, and Atropos), are not the same as The Graeae (The Gray Ones - Enyo, Deino, and Pemphredo).

My Major Advisor also pointed out some things I had originally missed or forgotten. By his analysis, the movie is full of Christian morality and imagery. The whole idea of being a hero and letting go of one's self for the greater good was completely foreign to the mythological Greek mind (it's a Roman heroic/ Christian martyr or saint concept). That's just not how Greek heroes worked. They would laugh at you if told them that. And where did witches selling their souls come from?? That would not even occur to a Greek mind. Souls aren't detachable. You lose it, you're dead, end of story. And who would be collecting souls? No, that's not what Hades does. That's not at all what he does. He takes you when you're dead, fully dead, not just kinda. You can't be two places at once. There are people that he keeps in the Underworld who are later released, but they aren't down there and walking around on earth at the same time. That would (if it were possible) probably piss him off and robbing Hades of his due is a bad idea. When you descend to the Underworld you are effectively dead. This is why other gods and goddesses, with the exception of Hermes the deliverer of souls, generally don't/ can't go down to Hades. They can't die. The difference for mortals that do make the descent is that visitors still have physical substance, resident shades don't. Back to the main point, ancient sorceresses most certainly worked with chthonic deities in a somewhat businesslike relationship, but they didn't sell their souls.

I did like how they did the Muses. I perhaps should be upset that they seem to have lost a few since I love the Muses dearly, but I love how they portrayed them nonetheless. The Gospel Truth is fantastic. I think it accurately updates the job and power of the Muses. Changing "Sing O Muse" to "You go girl" is hilarious. Their claim that "it may seem impossible, but that's the Gospel true" is straight out of ancient literature. There was/ is a debate about whether something must be true if the Muses say it. They were said to sing truths and "many falsehoods like real things". So, they sang the truth, but when they sang lies it was exactly like them singing truths... so... ? Do you believe a divinely inspired poet, or not?

The introduction is amazing! I mean the party on Olympus. The way they did the gods is great, Hades especially! With his bitterness toward the other gods for their cushy jobs and his jab at Zeus for "bestowing" his job on him. Awesome. Big brother totally got the short end of the stick, and he's pissy.

Most importantly! Watch Hades' entrance to the party. There is a fanfuckingtastic homage there. It also shows just how messed up this is, apparently Disney knew they were doing some twisted stuff. WATCH IT.

And even though he shouldn't be there, I loved their portrayal of Pegasus. Baby Pegasus is the cutest thing EVAR!

For all my bitching and fervent dislike of the mythological Hercules, if I forget about how messed up their portrayal of his story is (incorrect and kind of sick), its an enjoyable movie. I certainly loved it when I was younger, and I still do. The fact that one of my favorite Disney movies was about Greek mythology should have been a sign lol. I had a Megara backpack for school. I haven't seen the movie all the way through in a long time, and I'd really like to. I'll just have to forget the things that bother me about it. Which I think I can do for the sake of the humor. And baby Pegasus.

On pointe shoes, specifically in cosplay:

http://brassantlers.blogspot.com/2009/04/pointe.html

( Just me babbling on about ballet and pointe again... )

I always worry that I'm going to sound snobbish when I talk about stuff like this. But I did admit that I'm not confident in my own pointe work and that I certainly do stupid stuff *hop hop* myself. I don't want any more of my friends to get hurt, but if you're willing to go about it carefully, cosplay en pointe is certainly possible. Aside from all this though, pointe shoes are expensive x.x

Also, Erin and I had our first ballet class together today XD!!  It was lots of fun.  I'm so proud of you for trying ballet with me even though it's hard ^.^  We can practice outside of class sometimes too.  Camille is also in the class with us which is cool.  She's trying it en pointe though - awesome!  Together the two of us are like the technicolor ballerinas lol.  The front of her hair is bright pink and mine is teal, so we're a rather interesting sight when we stand together.

I was feeling really sick when I woke up this morning, so I ended up sleeping all day. I think its because I'm adjusting to being on my meds again and really do need to eat more than I have been. Anyway, I ate slowly and slept today and I'm feeling better.

I had a really epic dream sometime this afternoon. Tori was coming on a train trip with my parents and I and some generic characters that were "my parents' friends". It started in a library or something, I think she was her old Shadow Lord character and I was Bashira, appropriately trying to hide information from her lol... by climbing up a tree... not sure how that one worked... But then we were normal again and went on the train trip. It was very cool and we met a lot of cool people there (there must have been magical internet because Tori was happy lol). And then we got stuck in massive snow drifts and people got out and started exploring. But there was a snow monster and explosions and we had to get back to the train and somehow get out of the drifts. And then there was more train ride and a party when we finally made it to our destination... which was somewhere... It was a very fun dream and the scary bits were more exciting than frightening.